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Thursday, June 04, 2009

"Sometimes we caught sight of tattered knee socks rounding a corner, or came upon them doubled over, shoving books into a cubbyhole, flicking the hair out of their eyes. But it was always the same: their white faces drifting in slow motion past us, while we pretended we hadn't been looking for them at all, that we didn't know they existed." The Virgin Suicides, Jeffrey Eugenides

19 comments:

that book just came in the mail 2day! so weird xD cant wait to read it when my course is over...the cover looks fantastic...! i find the most beautiful pictures in your blog (lol im lazy at research)xxx

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